The strong liquor had barely passed her lips when Su Qingning felt something was amiss.
Her body began to burn with an unbearable, inexplicable heat.
Deep within her, an insatiable desire began to stir.
This was an all too familiar feeling. Su Qingning suddenly remembered this was exactly how she had felt after Zhao Qingqing poisoned her with an aphrodisiac.
Could it be that his apology was a sham? Was his real goal to drug me with an aphrodisiac?
The thought had barely crossed her mind when Su Qingning whipped her head toward Seven Inches.
The smile he had worn just moments ago had twisted into a ferocious scowl. Zhou Boran, sitting beside him, was staring at Su Qingning with greedy eyes, looking as if he wanted to devour her alive.
"Bastard... you... you drugged me with an aphrodisiac?" Su Qingning accused, her voice filled with rage.
Seven Inches sneered, "Oh? Reacting already? Senior Brother, this aphrodisiac you brought is pretty potent!"
